White Flowers

White flowers on the lamppost
What bliss to be alive

Yeah, we've got war stories
But who’ll hear them
Tonight you're killing the vibe and when we're old
No one will go near them
Or near us
But medals rust
So keep on with the fight and stop making a fuss

To closing bells I feel compelled
No man left on the shelves in the war against ourselves

’Cause we're flowers on the lamppost
White flowers on the lamppost
Bliss to be alive
What bliss to be alive
'Cause we're flowers on the lamppost
White flowers on the lamppost
Bliss to be alive
What bliss to be alive

Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
I was dreaming of you...

She's kissed any number of men through me
Through red, sore lips and gritted teeth
You were always underneath
But I've never loved enough to care, I swear
I swear
I've never loved enough to care
Always that one friend who pays for the others
A martyr to the night
While you're deep undercover
But I’ve never loved enough to care, I swear
I swear
I’ve never loved enough to care

Got any more of those Gavin Hills
There are no more Gavin Hills
Got any more of those Gavin Hills
There are no more Gavin Hills
'Cause we’re flowers on the lamppost
White flowers on the lamppost
Bliss to be alive
What bliss to be alive

I was dreaming of you...

Do me right and I'll make sure that heaven holds you
We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you
We're flowers in the rain
White flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain

Do me right and I’ll make sure that heaven holds you
We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you
We're flowers in the rain
White flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain

I was dreaming of you...

Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
Flowers in the rain
I was dreaming of you...